30 Day Challenge- Day 10

day 10- What Am I Afraid Of?

today's challenge is not my favorite. I mean,

who wants to talk about what they are

afraid of? Not me, of course.. but here goes.

1. Sickness

Couldn't find a picture that didn't gross me out,

but I have a fear of being sick, as in having a

disease.  I am pretty sure this fear comes

from my past of having cancer, and the thought

is always in the back of my mind that it could

come  back.  I have been in remission for

12 years now, thank the good Lord.  But I still

try to "plan" what I would do if it or another

form of disease came back that I would have to fight.

It's different now that I have a husband and kids

to think about. Scary thoughts actually. 

2.  Snakes.

yes, this an actual picture of mine.  EW!  I cringe at
the sight of these, or even the tiny green grass
snakes in the yard.  A  snake is a snake to me. Period. 
And these HUGE things... were in my dryer when I moved
into my new house this year.nAnd they were IN MY HOUSE
while I slept on the floor with my family the first night.
OMG. The thought of them getting out and slithering
around my house while I was asleep is almost too much for me.
Let's just say, when we found them in the dryer,

I had a nervous break down and refused to
do the laundry for a while. A long while. 
I still get uneasy when I open the dryer

to get clothes out. Chills.

3.  Mice.

yup. who isn't afraid of these things?  Again, I have had

a couple of too near experiences with these things as well. Ugh.

I had one run over my bare foot one time.. can we say heart attack?

Now we have one that comes in and out of our house since it 

has gotten cold.  Stupid little mouse, please go outside

and live in the field. It's much safer for you and much

saner for me if you would. Thanks.

4. Hospitals

yea, yea...why would I be afraid

of hospitals if they make you better when

you are sick? Oh I don't know other than

the 7 surgeries I have in my 24 short

years of life. Ya. 7. Broken wrist surgery (age 12),

Lymphangiogram (age 12), Bone marrow biopsy (age 12),

lymph node taken out of my neck (age 12), 2 C-sections 

(ages 20 and 23), and another one when I was 18.And

all the countless hours I spent at St. Jude, even though

they are God sends up there. A hospital is a hospital.

So, that's a lot to me. So when I go into a hospital

it sorta freaks me out a little. 

I'm sure there are some other things

that I am afraid of, but those are the

top 4 that came to mind instantly. I'm

not THAT big of a scaredy cat, right?!